Everything went well for years just by chatting and do some video calls at times.
…and he decided it’s time for us to meet.
12:00 AM. I was at the airport waiting for the plane he’s on to land.
It’s a cold midnight but I’m not feeling cold at all. I’m scared. I’m excited… I have mixed emotions. I don’t expect anything from him… Whatever I see right now, I’m willing to accept it. I did not even try to work on impressing him. What he see is what he get.
And the plane landed. I was nervous. I haven’t met this guy before and here I am waiting for this stranger I exchanged love icons online.
There he came. He is the same meek guy I met online. The same man I saw on his social media profile.
Luckily, I’m not catfished. Haha
He’s silent, but he wears that smile everytime I look at him. He’s shy, and I need to fill the air with something to talk with else it would be awkward for the both of us. Though I’m a silent type myself, I tried to let out the sanguine in me to fill up the gap between us and to make things a bit easy.
We rode the uber that night to his hotel room. I don’t know the city so I just asked the uber driver for the cheapest hotel we can get. Led him to the door and bade goodbye. Tomorrow would be a long day for the both of us.
I chatted him when I reached home. Sends our good night greetings as usual and retired that night.
I fetched him early the next morning and saw him already checked out. I know he’s not comfortable with the room since it’s too small. I might have claustrophobia after spending the night on that hotel room, if it was me. But he seemed fine and still got that meek smile stamped on his face.
We went to the market to buy food that we can bring to the beach. Yeah, meet the in-laws? Hahaha, maybe?
We settled into a serene resort. Since it’s a weekday, there are no beach goers except us. We had night swimming. He chatted with my family and had some time alone with the two of us in the water.
We are just on our usual chitchat when I felt his hand trying to hold my hand underwater. It’s the first time we held hands. I never uttered a word and just let him hold my hand underwater. Then he moved towards my back, still holding my hand but had his other hand wrapped around my waist. This is the first time a man held me like that. I did not move. Well I can’t move. I just let him feel my baby fats… (Why on earth I did not made myself ready for this? I should’ve shred a few pounds if I knew this would happen). But it seemed to me he doesn’t give a damn on it. It seems he liked pinching those fats on my midsection.
My sister is just swimming nearby. I was afraid she might notice that this guy is just a breath away from me. I can even felt his manhood rubbing against my behind. That I felt my heart raised, as his hand travelled upside tried cupping one of my breasts as he tried kissing my shoulder to my nape!
I quickly snapped and held his hand trying to grope my breast earlier as if I want to hold his hand instead.
That was close. Phew!
I tried to stay close to my sister, afraid that something like that might happen again.
We went home that night. He started to hold my hand. I guess what happend in that water gave him permission to hold my hand whenever he want. He did not let go of my hand since then after that incident.
I led him to another hotel way more decent than the one he stayed the night before. Bade him goodbye, but this time, he hugged me from the back as if he doesn’t want to let me go home.
Wel,l I went home that night.
We spent the week together. I’ve been on a break from work for quite a while and it’s been a good time to stay away from. The toxic job I was in.
We went to the nearby city where we met one our our game mates. We spend the day with his family and I never thought that that night would be a night to remember.
As usual, I accompanied him to the hotel he will be staying for the night. I was a bit exhausted from travelling back home. He had an upset stomach that time and doesn’t feel good. I stayed with him until his stomach settled and he felt better. I even massaged him just to make him feel better. I was tired, so I tried to just stay a bit as I watched the “IT” movie with him. I haven’t watched the movie in full so I tried to watch it again just to get a full grasp of the movie.
The next time I remember, the lights are already off, and the movie credits rolling on the screen.
I dozed off.
But… What’s happening?!
I am already lying with my back on the bed, and he, on top of me!
He kissed me…
That brings flashes of memory that happened that week…
On the same hotel but on a different room, he tried to take advantage of me, he kissed me on the lips while on top of me, but I shivered…
He asked if I’m ok… I’m ok, but I’m not… I don’t understand what I’m feeling that time.
That’s my first kiss!
I did not expect it to happen so soon. But after we cuddled he just held my body close to him, and kissed me. I told him I’m afraid.
He said it’s ok. He will wait. He will not hurt me.
I just looked at him on the dim lighted room, however I can clearly see his face, his eyes nailed on mine. They are like talking to me like everything is fine.
Then I felt his hand on my waist, upward -cupping my breasts. I tried to move but I was right there frozen.
I was out of my wits. I lost track of what had happened and just found myself on my birthday suit underneath his. I can feel his body touching mine. He asked if I’m fine. I just nodded. He then kissed me on the lips, down my neck. Licked and sucked my tits gently. I can hear myself panting as he played his tongue with my breasts.
He asked again if I’m ok. I just nodded. Then he parted my legs apart and slid in between then. The next thing I know is he gently dip his manhood inside me!
It’s too painful! I let a painful moan. He stopped. He asked if it hurts, I said it does.
He kissed me once again on the lips, sucking the lower part of it. I don’t know how to kiss someone. I just let him do those things to me, trying to respond to everything he does.
Whenever he pushed his lips thru mine and sucked it, I sucked his lips in return. Whenever he plays with my breasts, I just held his head like a baby and embraced him whenever his goes, nailing in and out of me.
I’m a virgin, until that night.
That marked the date that we are officially in a relationship.
That happened a lot of times and I did not go home that night.
He extended his vacation from 5 to 7 days. He is still that meek guy but he’s now comfortable when we see together.
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